Seeing that she had no intention of stopping, Mrs. Jane's face turned black with anger, and she immediately pushed away the villagers who were surrounding her, and strode over to block the road.

Li Qiaomu was startled by her sudden rush out, and pulled the brake in time, so that the bicycle did not touch people.

"What the hell do you want to do, don't you want to slander people? I'm telling you, the big guys here are watching, if my bike really touches your foot, then you deserve it, you hit it yourself, but it has nothing to do with me, I won't take this responsibility. After braking the bicycle, Li Qiaomu calmly scolded Mrs. Jian who was blocking in front of him with a dark face.

"Yes, Mrs. Jane, what are you doing wrong, what are you doing to stop your daughter-in-law." Some enthusiastic villagers stood up to hold Li Qiaomu's grievances.

The first villager came forward, there was a second one, and the second one came forward, "Mrs. Jane, we can all see it, it was you who stood up and stopped your daughter-in-law's car, and we can testify for her in this matter." ”

Mrs. Jian didn't expect that the people in the village who were still around her just now were now looking towards the third family one by one, and they were suddenly angry.

"You guys, you fart, just now you were around me and asked me to send you something, and now you turn your face and don't recognize people, you can really do it." Mrs. Jian pointed at them with hatred and scolded.

"One yard to one yard, although we really want this skin care product in your hand, but we are not black-hearted, we naturally have to be on the right side." Some villagers preached with a rational face.

At this moment, Li Qiaomu realized that she was actually holding a bottle of skin care products in her hand.

Mrs. Jian also found out at this time that the third family found what she was holding in her hand, and suddenly the old man said with a smug expression on his face, "What do you see, you don't give me your skin care products, someone gives them, do you see it, this is what Xiaoxiang gave me to paint my face, not to mention, after applying the skin care products she sent, my old face is much smoother."

When she touched her face that looked like the bark of an old tree and smiled, a chill rose in the hearts of those who watched.

Li Qiaomu stood close to her, and when he saw her like this, he almost didn't vomit out all the food he ate in the morning.

"Since it's so easy to use, then you can use it a little more, don't bother me." Pushing her away, Li Qiaomu pushed the bicycle and continued to walk forward.

Jian Haotian was expressionless, didn't look at his own mother standing next to him, and followed his daughter-in-law in the direction of home.

Mrs. Jian shouted at the back of their family with an indignant face, "You white-eyed wolf, you don't feel sorry for my old wife, some people feel sorry for me as an old woman, Xiao Xiang said that she will be filial to my grandmother." ”

For these words behind him, Li Qiaomu completely regarded it as a fart, and even if he smelled it.

When I got home, a few children complained in small voices.

"Mom, grandma has started to scold people again in the past year, she scolds even if she scolds, and she especially likes to say things like our family is not filial to her in front of the people in the village, people who don't know still think that our family is really not filial to her, why has she not changed at all after so many years." Speaking of this, Jian Qingyu had a stomach full of resentment.

As he grew older, he realized that not everyone in the village had grandmothers like him.

(End of chapter)